Without waiting for Fang Yan to speak, the maid outside the door hurried in with Lang Zhong.

Tang Anxia quickly took off the Jinpa, took Fang Yan's cold little hand, and warmly beckoned Lang Zhong to come and sit down: "Doctor, look at this wound, can it be cured without leaving a scar?" ”

Lang Zhong carefully looked at the deep knife marks and scratched skin, which was still faintly bleeding, so he took a box of ground herbs and applied it to Fang Yan's face little by little.

Tang Anxia had been holding Fang Yan's little hand tightly, and she was quite distressed when she looked at her holding back tears. If it weren't for Fang Yan coming forward to save her and fighting with her life, I'm afraid that the person who was disfigured and almost killed now would be Tang Anxia herself.

Lang Zhong helped Fang Yan carefully apply the ointment, and then wrote down a prescription, handed it to Tang Anxia, and said slowly: "Miss Tang family, according to this recipe, boil medicine for this girl every day, and take it before going to bed to ensure that she is healthy and will not be infected with diseases due to wounds, and ......."

Lang Zhong took out an intricately crafted brocade box from the small leaf red sandalwood handbox, and opened the wooden lid carved with finely chopped wildflowers, and inside was a package of black, viscous ointment.

Lang Zhong instructed: "This is the best compound mark grass, rub this girl on the wound every day, it can ensure that her knife wound scarred as soon as possible, and before it heals, it must not be wet, and it is better to take care of it." ”

Tang Anxia took the prescription and looked at it, silently memorized the herbs written on the rice paper, then folded it, walked to the dresser, placed it in the bronze box with the yarn tent lingering, turned around, her hair swayed on both sides of the jade-like face, her eyes were worried, and she pursed her lips indifferently and said: "Doctor, I don't know how long it will take for Fang Yan to heal, will there be scars on this beautiful little face?" ”

Lang Zhong glanced at Fang Yan regretfully, and under her expectant eyes, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "It will take as little as dozens of days, or as much as half a month, and you can recover your appearance." But...... There will definitely be deep and shallow scars, and it is very likely that they will not be erased for a lifetime. Please also ask the girl to relax and not be sad and sad. ”

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, her weak body was like a kite with a broken string, she sat weakly on the rose chair, and tears instantly burst out of her eyes, rolling down her pale blue dress like a falling pearl.

For some reason, at this moment, Ziyu's figure appeared in her mind. He has a sword hanging around his waist, a jade tree in the wind, a handsome appearance that is neither hot nor cold, like a stone statue that is not smiling and upright, and looking back, his eyes are always soaked with a touch of warm tenderness.

In this life, Fang Yan is afraid that she will never have the face to face him again!

I wonder how he will mock and laugh when he sees this scarred face? The once lively and lovely, pure and simple woman no longer exists in his heart.

Seeing this, Lang Zhong hurriedly relieved: "Girl, don't wash your face with tears all day long!" You know, if these tears get on the wound, I'm afraid it won't get better for a while. In case of re-infection with other diseases, it is more complicated to treat! ”

Fang Yan listened, but she couldn't cry anymore.

Tang Anxia glanced at her distressedly, and hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, I will tell her so much." These five taels of silver are given to you, and please accept them. ”

After that, he took a few pieces of broken silver from the hibiscus box, motioned to the maidservant next to him to give it to Lang Zhong, and ordered: "Send the doctor out of the house." ”

Lang Zhong saluted: "With a small effort, Miss Tang is polite, and the grass people retire." ”

After the maid led Lang Zhong away, Tang Anxia walked to Fang Yan's side and sat down, gently helped her wipe away her tears, and said softly with her thin lips as ruddy as the morning glow, and said softly: "Lang Zhong of the folk can't believe it after all, please come and see your wound first, help you stop the bleeding, and treat it simply." After all, I still have to obey the arrangement of Imperial Doctor Zhao in the palace, and after a while, I will instruct Aunt Li to enter the palace in person, take Lang Zhong's prescription for medicine, go to the palace to grab medicine, and ask about your wounds by the way. ”

Fang Yan nodded aggrievedly.

Tang Anxia got up slowly, walked straight to the door of the hall, and looked coldly at Yingzi, who was whipped with a leather whip in the courtyard.

Her bloodshot eyes glared at Tang Anxia viciously, her vicious expression almost ate everyone around her, and the eyes that were about to fall out erupted with a flame of hatred, as if she was going to burn the entire Guiyuan, announcing that as long as she had a breath, she would take revenge on everyone.